The sword body trembled slightly, and the black long sword in Mo Li's hand stabbed towards Wang Yu at a very slow speed.

At the same time as he moved, the sadness and unwillingness also exploded.

Nangong Wei, who was standing not far away, and the people under him burst into tears, infected by the sword intent radiated by Mo Li, and couldn't help themselves.

And Wang Yu, who is the target, has been wrapped in a group, and if he is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he has fallen to the ground and cried bitterly at this time.

However, Mo Li found that his expression was very strange, as if he had seen something very unfamiliar, and there was no sadness on his face, but strangeness and expectation.

The black sword was close at hand, and Wang Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the sword.

Mo Li was taken aback, and then revealed a touch of hideousness.

He didn't expect Wang Yu to be able to break free so quickly, nor did he expect that the black sword had accumulated so many emotions that it couldn't have the slightest impact on this guy.

After obtaining the black sword, Mo Li accidentally discovered that this long sword, which was made from something unknown, was actually able to absorb the emotions of the enemy and himself.

Especially between life and death, all kinds of thoughts.

So the more people he kills and the more he fights, the stronger the sword will be.

At this point, there are very few people who have been able to break free under the shroud of the black sword.

But Wang Yu did it, and he could even fight back.

"Don't look down on people!!"

Mo Li roared angrily and stabbed forward, the target was Wang Yu's palm.

However, under his incredulous gaze, the other party grabbed the black sword and pulled it hard.

The black sword that had accompanied Mo Li for decades was easily walked by Wang Yu.

All kinds of mood fluctuations in the field suddenly stagnated, and then disappeared without a trace.

Nangong Wei and the others also came back to their senses and saw Wang Yu holding the black sword in his hand, revealing a look of fear.

The sword is wailing.

"It turns out that you confessed the Lord, you can use the method similar to sword intent just now, is it because of it? Yes, it's a little interesting. ”

Wang Yu threw the black sword and returned it to Mo Li, whose face was like ashes.

"Come, is there a stronger way? Let me see. ”

Mo Li looked at the lost black sword blankly, a trace of humiliation flashed on his face, but then he was resolutely replaced.

Is his own efforts, in the eyes of the man in front of him, just a joke?

He didn't allow this to happen, the struggle to survive in his early years, and the admiration after meeting Her Royal Highness the princess, sheltering her from the wind and rain all the way.

This is Mo Li's desperate fight, and he must not be insulted, even if he pays the price of his life, he must make the other party pay the price.

He gritted his teeth and slammed the blade of his sword.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the black sword turned into pieces and floated in the air, and as Mo Li's strength moved, it was reconstituted into a sword.

At this time, the sword was full of cracks, as if it would be shattered in the next moment.

"Sauvignon Blanc long memory, short Sauvignon Blanc infinite, lovesick sword!"

Mo Li groaned softly from his mouth, and the black sword directly turned into a storm and roared in the air, surging towards Wang Yu.

At the same time, there is a sense of longing spreading, some for parents, some for children, and some for red faces.

It makes people feel the urge to let go of everything and chase the thoughts in their hearts.

Wang Yu laughed, "Wonderful, wonderful! I didn't expect that in this place, I could actually see such an interesting martial arts." Okay, for the sake of honor, take my punch!"

After he finished speaking, he clenched his right hand, protected it in front of his chest, and threw it sideways, smashing his fist directly into the air.

Rumble!

It was as if a glass had been broken in front of Wang Yu, the crack spread, and an incomparably terrifying shockwave swept away the fragments of the black sword, knocking it upside down.

Mo Li looked at this scene blankly, seeing that the fragments were about to cut him, but when he was about to die, they all spread to the side.

It's like they don't want to hurt him.

It's a pity that in the next moment, Wang Yu's attack also came. The incomparably terrifying impact directly penetrated Mo Li's body surface and shattered his internal organs.

When everything was calm, the fragments of the black sword regrouped into a sword body, and continued to wail on the ground, while his master, Mo Li, was beaten upside down and flew a few feet away.

At this time, he was constantly struggling to stand up.

Wang Yu didn't continue to move, and watched quietly, until the other party finally got up, and after picking up the black sword again, he said softly: "Is it worth it for you to do this? Is there really such a person in the world who makes you nostalgic? I would rather endure the incomparably terrifying pain than go to see him." ”

Mo Li was speechless, nodded and staggered outside.

Wang Yu turned sideways and let him pass by.

"There aren't many people who can get into my eyes, you are one. ”

After Mo Li left completely, Wang Yu returned his gaze to the people of the Nangong family.

"Let's talk about it, how are you going to deal with Lin Qingfeng. ”

Nangong Wei stabilized herself, "What do you want to do?" At the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can you be presumptuous!"

And as her words fell, a large group of patrol armor soldiers poured into the street outside, and there were dozens of reckless bad people.

It turned out that as early as when Wang Yu killed the two servants, someone had already gone to inform Nangong Wang, how could the old fox put himself in danger.

So I went to call the armor as soon as possible.

Maybe Wang Yu is very strong, but openly rebelling against the majesty of the imperial court, what he has to face is not as simple as the Nangong family alone.

Seeing that reinforcements were coming, Nangong Wei suddenly had confidence in his heart, and he didn't want to provoke any demon moths, so he hurriedly caught Wang Yu, a dangerous guy.

She said to the armor outside: "Come on, take down this person!"

Among the people who came over at this time, the commander of the armor and the captain of the bad people had all received the favor of the Nangong family, so after listening to Nangong Wei's words at this time, he did not hesitate at all, and directly pulled out his weapons and surrounded him.

Wang Yu squinted at them, sighed softly, is he going to be reckless again? It seems that he can't be a quiet beautiful man after all.

When I see this strange wish in the future, I won't come to death, and I don't want to say anything if I am really pitted by myself.

Wang Yu turned around and looked at this group of armor soldiers who represented the majesty of the Great Qian, "I actually don't want to kill people, why are you forcing me?"

"The thief is rampant, with me Zhao Yinghao here, you don't want to hurt Miss Nangong by a hair!"

Just when Wang Yu sighed, a young general with red lips and white teeth walked out of the armor, he was holding a red tassel spear, and his silver-white armor was shining in the sun, especially the white robe behind him and the white horse under his crotch, which set him off like a peerless general who came out of the story.

"Zhao Yinghao?"

Wang Yu saw that he looked arrogant and extraordinary, and thought he was some kind of master, so he smiled excitedly.

"Okay, let me see what you're capable of, come on!"

The white-robed young general Zhao Yinghao did not make a move, but said disdainfully: "Only rough people can fight and kill, sons, go on!"

Wang Yu was stunned, and suddenly understood, it turned out that this guy was just a look.

At this moment, the armor and bad people surrounded Wang Yu.

It is worth mentioning that most of them are women, with bear-like figures, which fully withdraw what it means to be a rough person.